It was the third day after the raiders had been dealt with. And Dean found himself in the infirmary, standing next to Katherine who was performing a checkup on Todd's wound.
She had done everything she could to save the young man's life, and now he was past the window of immediate complications. Todd was awake, but silently sitting on the operating table.
Katherine inspected the wound carefully, looking for signs of infection, she had already begun treating him with antibiotics and had given out painkillers sparingly where she could afford.
Naturally, she didn't want to waste their entire stockpile on this one incident, but she also knew ensuring Todd was back in the fight as quickly as possible was the utmost concern, considering he was a critical asset to the neighborhood's security.
After inspecting the wound thoroughly, she nodded with satisfaction.
